Of Wicked Witches and Secret Suppers (and not so empty minds, after all)

My Big Bro and I recently talked about having empty minds. We seemed to have encountered a creative slump at the same time. Although it is a welcome respite from a seemingly endless cycle of thinking, thinking and thinking (which we enjoy especially since even if we don't want to, our minds just go on and on and on. I wonder what our brains look like as we think of the alternate life of an avocado. See? What did I tell you?), it can also cause quite a panic since we're used to our minds just thinking and thinking and thinking.

I think I'll be out of the slump by next week. Maybe it has something to do with the thawing temperatures here. Meantime, conversely, I hope it will be cooler in the Kamuning Republic as I think his has to do with the scorching weather there.

Anyway, I just thought I'd share with you my email to him:

Hi Xioy,

I hope yours is no longer an empty mind. Mine? Well, getting there. I still haven't garnered enough energy to conquer the slump but I feel next week is going to be different.

I just got back however from the interesting journey I went on while reading Wicked. If you can get your hands on a copy, you should. It's the most creative piece I have read so far and it leaves you having a very different opinion of the land of Oz.

My body may be stagnant but my excuse is that at least my mind isn't by virtue of my readings. I am now on the tenth chapter of The Secret Supper by Javier Sierra, set in the 1400's, it's about Da Vinci and his hidden codes in the master piece.

When I work I don't get to read, when I read, I don't get to work.

Must find a balance.

But until then, I am happily content.

I dread next week when I have to force myself to work again. Hahaha

Abueno,
Yami